Evan's POV
So, here we are, only one day into the trip and we're lost.
"This is your fault," I say to Waeland, again.
"How many times are you gonna say that?!" He exaggerated as he threw his hands up in the air in defense. "All I did is walk off the trail a little bit, and somehow we got lost. Not my fault." Waeland pouted as he crossed his arms.
"Well for one, you told me you knew where you were going since you've been in these woods several times before. And-"
"Well, I'm rusty, I haven't been in these woods in a while," Waeland interrupted before I could even get to point two.
"Secondly, you didn't have to drag me with you, you should have gone and gotten lost by yourself. And if you didn't know where you were going, then you should have brought a map or something." I said with a
